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“Please, hubby, don’t do this to me! What did I do wrong?” Aria pleaded, her voice trembling with desperation as she rushed to the man she believes is her husband and hugged him before he could turn away from her.
“Just tell me what to do to change your mind. I’ll do anything to make it right. Please, don’t leave me… Don't break us apart…”
"Would you stop interrupting me when I speak?" Kayden growled, causing Aria to flinch at his harsh voice.
Even though Aria didn't understand this new side of her caring husband, she was determined to get to him.
So, fueled with determination to win back her husband, Aria hugged him tighter, putting all the seductive skills she had learned online into practice.
She stared up at him with a seductive gaze and sensually licked her lips.
Kayden felt her soft molds pressed against him, and an intoxicating sweetness of her feminine scent, like that of lavender in a sunlit garden, filled his nostrils and enveloped him, igniting memories that sent his heart racing and his throat feeling dry, causing all the blood in his veins to rush in a certain direction.
He could feel that part of his body come alive. He thought he hated her; he thought he didn't even want to breathe in the same air as her after what she did to him years ago, but why was he responding to her touches and obvious provocation?
“Get out!” He snarled; his voice was firm, with a hint of finality in it.
"Please don't reject me; I can't take it, hubby," she pleaded, her eyes looking even more desperate as she stared up at him before she added, almost in tears,
"Make love to me like you used to, or anyhow you want to. I'm yours… Just don't kick me out of this room."
Those words were like a bad omen, making Kayden exude a chilling aura, and his gaze became downright predatory, looking as fierce as a prowling panther.
As he stared at Ariana offering herself to him with such determination and desperation, he was filled with intense jealousy and possessiveness; she was supposed to be his…
His alone!
‘She was fucking his! But now everything felt like a joke…a very sick joke… And now seeing her like this, trying to seduce him with all her might, thinking he was his twin brother, made him even madder.
If it were him, would she fight for him like this? Would she beg him so shamelessly like this?’
The more Kayden's mind drifted to the past, the more anger he felt, and then, in the next second, he felt like something snapped within him.
He began to crave something he thought he had long forgotten.
He began to crave all those things he had once yearned for but had decided to lock away in that deep, dark part of his heart.
He was tired of being the cursed one, the one who was left behind, the substitute…the replacement.
He wanted to be the main character now; he didn't want to keep living in the shadows any longer.
But most importantly, he wanted her; he wanted her to beg and scream as she writhed under him.
He wanted it all.
"Fine!" He said, and Ariana felt like she had been pulled from underwater after lacking air for 24 hours.
“Thanks, babe,” she whispered and lifted herself on her tiptoes to kiss him, but Kayden glared at her with a deathly gaze, causing her heart to skip a beat.
Her earlier confidence deflated like a balloon, causing her lips to shift course and weakly press the kiss on his chin, trying her best to act unaffected by his actions.
“You will obey me and do as I say; you are not allowed to do anything without my permission. Do you understand?”
His voice was low but full of authority.
Aria hurriedly nodded to agree.
“I understand,” she said.
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